Saturday, September 8, 2018

September 8, 2018. Western Head, Nova Scotia. Gillian.

Once upon a time, many years ago, Gill burned the soup. From that time on, we always laughed about her cooking skills. But somehow or another, Gill started to pay attention to cooking. Now she is an excellent cook and a gracious and generous host. Tonight she hosted the DWEMs for our last supper at her home. Before we arrived, she moved furniture to open up the living room so Ken could function with the walker. Her home is wonderful for entertaining, with one large room overlooking the ocean with the kitchen, dining area and living room all open with an island between the living room and kitchen for serving the food. The whole scene iS element and comfortable, just as Gill had planned. On the drive over we stopped to see three young men checking out the surf. They reported no decent surf but saw many seals. On the rocks in front of Gills you see hundreds os seals, bellowing and singing. While at dinner, a bald eagle was seen sitting on the top of a spruce tree. He was huge and close to us. And several Eider ducks had assembled in the bay, getting ready to head south. Tonight we saw lots of local color. Gill outdid herself. We ate an array of appetizers which was quite a spread. For dinner we ate fresh haddock cooked with onions, along with tiny new potatoes and fresh green beans. The meal was delicious. And she baked her own bread. For dessert she served ice cream, blueberries and macaroons and chocolate. By then, Ken was tired out so he needed to go home so the Ely's drove us home. We missed out on tea. The Ely's leave for Potomac this week so this is our last supper together for 2018. This summer, Ken and I almost missed the summer in Nova Scotia so we all 7 of us felt grateful we are all together. Tonight's dinner was a highlight of the summer. Dining with our good friends and eating the local fresh food is a special treat, all thanks to Gillian, our good friend.

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